Episode Sixteen Epilogue

[sura]

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"I am Aleksandr Kamarov," the original guy she sat with introduced in what sounded like a Russian accent – pushing up the corners of Sura’s mouth a little. She always enjoyed listening to accents. The Captain was aware that she held a bit of an accent…”Alaskan” if that counted. Of course she sounded normal to herself – but apparently it was something like a Canadian accent – since Alaska is touching Canada…America was just crafty and took it from the Russians.
“Pleased to meet you, Aleksandr Kamarov,” she smiled, liking the way the name sounded. What could she say? She was a sucker for foreign anything. Names, smells, peoples, voices…maybe that’s why she ended up where she was. Captain Ross just enjoyed the different.
"Rank of Praporshchik, I believe your nearest equivalent is 'Chief Warrant Officer Two'. I work on engines of this fine space ship,"
Praporshchik, she thought, I don’t I could even try to spell that…
“Wow,” she commented, raising a brow, “Do you go by your full title or prefer to go by anything shorter? Like ‘Alek’?” she asked, honestly curious. She had met plenty of ‘Michael’s and ‘Anothony’s that were not Mike and Tony. Some people just liked the full versions of their names. Sadly, Sura didn’t have that choice. Sur sounded funny and the remaining syllable sounded like a guttural grunt. One syllable names were horrible to form nicknames from.

"What brings you to Ida Galaxy?" he asked, as Sura continued to enjoy his accent. It was another thing she loved about not staying back in Alaska – she was surrounded by people from other places with different ways of life. It was…fascinating, to say the least.
“Well – my job,” she smirked, resting her head upon the fist of an arm leaning upon the table, “Been moved around a lot, and I guess they decided to throw me here,” she sighed, “I think this might be my favorite so far…and I have to admit it’s my first time in this galaxy,” Ross admitted, glancing out into literal space once again.
“’Bout you?” she asked Alek, raising a brow…even though she knew his answer would be identical to hers - or nearly so.

Oh – if her brother only knew…he’d just pass out of jealousy.
I get to play in space… she thought, mentally mocking her older brother, Pierce, who had been teasing her before she left again, about how he managed to already have a wife and kids, while she kept still getting transferred.
I win.

“Captain Ross, it’s good to see you again” said a familiar Aussie accent, that brought a smile to her face. Her bright eyes shot up over at Andrew Johnson.
“Jooohnnnsoonn…” she replied, eying his camo gear slightly, and noticing a rank change of her friend.
“Whoa there – something I missed. Now you outrank me?” she complained, forcing her voice to sound saddened and even a little hysterical, “Well this isn’t fair, Major…”

“What is your job here?”

Sura took a deep breath, beginning to get annoyed on how many times people asked her that. Reaching into her pocket, she removed a piece of paper and stared at her food for a moment – wondering which would be the best to write with, as she dug through her other pocket, hoping to find something else to write with, so food-writing wouldn’t be necessary.
Yes…
Pulling out a small broken pencil she had never seen in her entire life, she wrote in her slightly messy writing, ”Intel Expert.” before sliding the pencil back into her pocket, ripping the paper to make it smaller, licking the back of the paper, and sticking it to her forehead. Where it stayed.
“There. No one has to ask again,” she smiled, content with her move, as she continued with her meal.

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[Tony Hansford]

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Tony sits alongside Alek, who had just given his usual introduction, then having Major Johnson come and say "Hi", Tony gave the Major a small salute and continued eating, looking up to find Sura with a piece of paper on her head reading "Inter Expert", he bit down on his fork as he broke out into a small laughter, "Thats a first, I know we could get you a badge with your name and position on it", he said with a grin as he looks at Alek with a smile on his face, "I think we should make the Captain a name tag", he says through laughing, pulling out a sticker and writing Sura Ross "Intel Expert" onto it, "Merry Christmas!", he says handing it to her.

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[Andrew "Boss" Johnson]

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Andrew grabbed another drink and listened to the yank captain’s reply, he didn’t interrupt as it was probably different to what she was use to. “Come on, I wasn’t really IOA or NID material was I? NID and IOA can’t hold down a gate against impossible odds.. I never got any fancy arse medals for that either” Andrew commented with a grin. He loved combat and everything about it, he just hoped that combat wouldn’t get him killed. He had been lucky in his career that it hadn’t claimed his life like many other of his mates.

“Don’t worry captain, you already have my respect. So I won’t annoy you with all that chain of command crap. Though, if you get out of line….” He said not finishing the sentence, instead he grabbed another drink and just smiled. He noticed her act, and had to laugh. “An intelligence officer, showing craziness. You might suit your job Sura” he said using her first name for the first time ever. “Now where’s that commanding officer of yours?” he asked, as someone pointed him out. Walking over to where they indicated the man was located, he stopped and gave an Australian army version of a salute. “Major Johnson, current commander of the Aeneid. You may remember me saving your arse last op” he said with a sarcastic tone. “Is the offer of a drink still on the table?” he asked as he had put down all the drinks he had gotten before. Hopefully the yank would have something better lying around than the crap they were serving.

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[Jonathon "Yoda" Harrison]

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Hearing a familier voice, Harrison turned to address the man in front of him. Smiling, the Lieutenant Colonel returned the salute and shook the man's hand. "Pleasure to meet you, Major," he started. "And indeed it is ... " Motioning to the Captain at the table with him, Jonathon said, "Major, Captain Andre, callsign 'Silverwing'. XO of the 356th, the flyboys ... and girls. Follow me ... " Leading the Australian over to the bar counter, the man said to the galley attendant, "My private stock, Chief ... "

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Nodding, the attendant went into the storage room and brought out a bottle of Johnny Walker Red Label and two glasses, and poured an ample amount in each before returning to his duties. Handing Andrew one of the glasses, Jonathon saw the amused expression on the man's face and smirked, "Perks of command ... " Raising his glass to the Aussie, the Icarus's commander said, "To the Aeneid, her impeccable timing, and the remarkable quick thinking of yourself."

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[Andrew "Boss" Johnson]

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Andrew nodded to the reply of the American lieutenant colonel; the man was obviously air force as the Americans didn’t like giving their ships to any other branch. He wondered when his own nation will gain plans of the likes of the 302, 303 and lastly the 304 classes; he hoped it was bloody soon. The less being under the yanks thumbs the better it would be. “Captain” he said to the young woman seated next to the American colonel. He gave her a respectful nod and left it at that, he wasn’t really the social type when dealing with the yanks. Though around Aussies he was known to be a bloody good sport.

“Why doesn’t my ship have these onboard?” he asked knowing the question already, he thought the man might want to know. “The Colonel and Lieutenant Colonel, are currently in a stable condition. It is unknown when they will retake their duties, but until then I’m keeping their seats warm. Well there’s really just one seat” he said as he started to ramble. Andrew grabbed the drink and toasted the vessel. “She is a bloody fine ship, credit to your industry.” He said with a smile. “She has a bloody fine crew, which I made in my report. I’m hoping to get orders to take her back out and chase after any more of these vessels. Though, I think I’d rather go on a search and rescue operation to find commander Idun. Without him, we never would have found or rescued you.” He said lifting his glass again in a toast. “To Idun, he may be a bit annoying.. but he has a good heart and I hope we find him safe and sound” he said.

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[Destiny "Silverwing" Andre]

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Raising her head slowly, Destiny looked back at Harrison their eyes locking gazes briefly. Hearing his comment, a small smile crossed her face glancing back down at the little girl on her lap. Having a family was on the list of things to do before dieing. It was a dream that almost every woman had in their life time. There was just something about having a family; kids to call your own and a loving husband to help you. There was something in that dream that made almost all women's heart skip a beat and wonder if it would ever come their way. Looking back up at Harrison, the young woman smiled once more. "Thanks Jon," said softly and was about to say more another person approached their table.

The pilot turned her head to the other man standing next to Harrison. The captain remembered this young man from one of her close friends being with him, Lola Kindred. Never really met him or got to know him but it seemed like that time was now. Destiny smiled over at Andrew giving him a nod. "Major," replied back then watched as him and Harrison walked off. A soft sigh escaped through the crack in her mouth looking around and seeing the other table full of crew members. If the little girl wasn't sound asleep on Des' lap, the pilot would have gotten up and introduced herself and gotten to know everyone else. Looking back over to where Harrison, she could see him and Andrew in a conversation. Looks like I'm stuck here, thought to self resting head on the little girl's and started to drift off into a light sleep.

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[Nolen "Dragon" Syaira]

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Nolen walked into the commissary talking to one of the Flight crew. His arm still in the sling that he had been given. ".... If you could check those system updates on my craft, then tell me how the simulation work." The young man had looked curiously at him when he had called him to his office. But once he had explained to him that he and Tony had come up with the new upgrades his reluctance had slowly disappeared. "Yes Sir" he said and took the pad and flash drive and walked away.

Nolen looked around and spotted a few people at the bar. He walked over to one in particular. He gave a quick salute to both Andrew and Jonathon. He then took a seat next to Des, and smiled lightly. "I take it that SGC still hasn't found a place for her yet. It's actually good though, she has been keeping the pilots out of trouble" he said with a chuckle. "Have you found out her name?" Nolen asked he just knew the girl not her name as most of the pilots also wondered.

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[Destiny "Silverwing" Andre]

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Hearing another voice, Destiny sat up with a start seeing Nolen sitting right beside her. The little girl also awoke and looked around confused. The pilot chuckled wiping the curls out of her face. "It's OK sweetie. Nolen just startled me that's all," stated giving the girl a wink. The little blond looked over at Nolen, staring at him then nodded widely giving him a little wave. The girl didn't say much. Actually, since Destiny found her, there was not a single word uttered from her mouth. This one just spoke in hand gestures. At first it was hard to figure out what she wanted, but after time being with her, the captain could finally understand perfectly. It was the connection between the two of them. Sitting up in Des' lap, the young one reached over and started eating the rest of young officer's food. A laugh escaped the pilot. "Sure go ahead eat up. I wasn't planning on eating anymore any way," told the girl who just looked up at her and grinned. The executive officer chuckled, kissing the girl's forehead then looked over at another one of her close friends.

"Not yet and if they have, I don't want to know right now. I know she isn't mine, but I rather not give her up just let," explained to Nolen looking back at the girl. This little one was growing on her so much that when the time came, it was going to be so hard to say goodbye. The officer knew it was bound to happen but didn't want to think about any of that just yet. "No name yet. I have been guessing but all the names I have been guessing have come up wrong. I'm starting to think maybe she doesn't have name," said looking over at the commanding officer, "Have any of the other pilots thought of a name for her?" Everyone of the crew had grown attached to this girl, at least everyone in the squadron. They all loved her and it was beautiful to see the smiles that this little one brought to people's faces every time she entered the room.

The little girl finally finished all the food and looked up at Destiny. The captain chuckled seeing the girl's face covered. "I think we need to teach you how to eat without getting messy," told the girl grabbing a napkin and wiping down the her face. The little girl made a face as Des wiped her then looked over at Nolen, looking at his arm. She made a sad face then climbed over into Nolen's lap. Giving him a smile, the girl leaned over and kissed his arm. She then leaned back in his lap, watching everyone else in the room. "I think you have a new friend there Nolen," said chuckling watching the little one in awe. The little girl looked over and grinned at Destiny, like a daughter would do to her mother. The pilot smiled back, feeling her heart swell at this small one.

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[sura]

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“Come on, I wasn’t really IOA or NID material was I? NID and IOA can’t hold down a gate against impossible odds.. I never got any fancy arse medals for that either” Andrew responded to Sura’s whining about his outranking of her – but she continued to frown, before she pulled it up slightly.
“Yeah…yeah…I was your CO once though,” she smirked, “Well…sorta…” she narrowed her bright eyes in thought.
“Don’t worry captain, you already have my respect. So I won’t annoy you with all that chain of command crap. Though, if you get out of line….”
Sura stuck her tongue out.

"I think we should make the Captain a name tag,” Tony said shortly after she stuck her job to her forehead.
“What’s wrong with my tag?” she asked, careful not to move her brow, knowing it would fall as soon as she did.
“An intelligence officer, showing craziness. You might suit your job Sura” Andrew replied, as Sura smirked.
“Intelligence is a sign of insanity,” she observed, raising a finger, “The only sane people are the idiots,” she smirked, as Tony finished his creation of her nametag.
“Merry Christmas!” Tony smiled, handing her a sticker with her name and occupation scrawled upon it.
“Aw – it’s all I ever wanted!” she declared, allowing her ghetto-nametag to fall, and replaced it with the new sticker…upon her forehead.
“I’d rather have people stare at my forehead then my chest to learn something about me,” she admitted, with a shrug.
“Now where’s that commanding officer of yours?” Johnson asked, as Sura followed where he then proceeded – knowing she should probably know who the hell her CO was now.

Taking another few bites of her meal, she glanced at all at her table, curious about them.
“Soooooo…” she trailed, “Where’s everyone from?” she asked, before answering her own question, “I’m from Fox Alaska from the States…”

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[Aleksandr Kamarov]

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"Pleased to meet you, Aleksandr Kamarov," she said with a smile. "Do you go by your full title or prefer to go by anything shorter? Like ‘Alek’?" With a grin, Kamarov chewed the mouthful of food before replying with a half chuckle. "During time with Russian Federal Air Force I have been called great many things; Alek would not be worst by long shot!" This was a surprisingly comical and open comment coming from the usually reserved Russian, who would much rather spend time reconfiguring the fuel lines than meeting and greeting in the commissary. Was the ever-social Chief Hansford finally rubbing off on him?

Returning to his ever quiet self, he sat back and watched the newcomers to the table interact. He should probably get 'out and about' as the Americans would say, and make some new friends, but he was more than happy to work and rest, and leave the playing to someone more social. It didn't help that he felt alone and out-casted, the only Russian aboard what was originally an all Russian ship. The irony was too much for him most days.

"Soooooo..." Captain Ross started, heading the conversation in a new direction, "Where’s everyone from?" With that Alek's mind immediately took him to his coastal hometown of Gelendzhik in Russian, a holiday town located near the Black Sea. He could vividly remember the beautiful coastlines, amazing waterfalls, the seemingly timeless ancient Pine groves. He was starting to recall his favorite ice cream parlor overlooking the beach when his name boomed over the PA system, calling him to the engineering hub.

Bidding everyone farewell and grabbing a last sandwich for the road, Alek hurried out of the commissary. Duty called.

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OOC: Just writing myself out for the upcoming LOA

[Tony Hansford]

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Tony looked up to see Alek leaving the table, bidding them all farewell, "Have fun buddy!", he says to the Russian as he ventures off into the maze that was the Icarus.

"So Sura, what ship do you prefer? 303 or 304?", Tony asked her trying to get a better idea of what she was 'into'.

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"I personally prefer the 304, its a nicer looking ship and its got more room to move about and do everything you need, the 303 was basically designed to be a bit of a runabout, but these pesky but brilliant Russian engineers did a fine job of making this on the same level as the 304, makes the ship easier to work on, but translating Russian to English readouts gave me a headache and a half.. never can understand Russian.. very foreign!", Tony says as he reaches over to Kamarov's plate and nabbing the blue jello he left behind off of it, "Mmmmm Blue Jello", he says drooling, holding a blue jello in each of his hands and staring between the two and then back at Sura's face that sat in the middle of the jellos, Now this is superkalafreaking awkward, he thinks as he smiles largely at Sura.

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OOC: Have fun Jay

[Nolen "Dragon" Syaira]

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Nolen smiled at the child as she started on her plate. "Hahahah, Hungry little monster aren't you" he said with a laugh. Then turned back to Des and smiled, "I wouldn't worry about her. Even though procedure forbids it I have been talking with Jonathon about her and he says that we might just tell them she is off somewhere. So let us worry about the SGC. Anyway a frown on you looks terrible" he said with a chuckle.

He then thought as she stated that the child still hadn't come up with a name. The pilots had been tossing a few ideas around and Nolen had though two that stood out. "Well the Pilots have all come up with two. The first is Serenity and the Second is Jade. So it is up to the closest one of us to her. You Des, have to chose" he said.

Nolen was a bit taken back by the sudden jump on to his lap. She hadn't left Des's side since they rescued her and yet here she was on his lap giving him a cuddle. Nolen folded his arms around her and smiled "It would seam so. I may have to be careful that it doesn't become to much of a habit. You know I have a reputation to uphold" he said smiling and looking down at her.

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[Destiny "Silverwing" Andre]

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Hearing Nolen's comment brought not only a smile but also cheeks to flush a slight red. It meant a lot to know that they were behind her on this and were going to help her find the right place for this little one. "Thanks Nolen that means a lot," stated giving her friend a smile then looked back at the girl,"Yeah you're right about her behind hungry. I think she is hitting a growth spurt and that's why she is hungry half the time now." Watching the girl with Nolen brought a even wider grin to her face. Since this little one came along, everyone's spirits seemed up. The curly haired girl brought a huge smile to everyone's face and brought the best out in everyone. There was a calming part about this little one that the Icarus needed. It was like a breath of fresh air was blown across the ship thanks to her. Giving her up right now would deaden what everyone was needing right about now.

"Serenity. I think Serenity fits her," said looking at the little girl,"How about that little one? Do you like Serenity?" The little girl grinned then nodded as the curls on her head bobbed up and down. The captain laughed lightly, "Serenity it is then," grinning over at girl giving her a wink. The female pilot chuckled. "I think you are developing a soft spot there for her Nolen but don't worry, I won't let the others know," said giving him a wink then reached over and tussled the curls. Serenity glared playfully at Des and shied away from her, remaining in Nolen's embrace, resting her head on his chest. "Yeah she definitely likes you and you'll make a great father some day, Nolen," stated smiling resting her own head on the table, sleep still lingering over the young woman but only slightly.

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[Nolen "Dragon" Syaira]

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Nolen looked down at the little girl and smiled, "Oh that's great and here I was thinking that she would remain this small this way all this time. " he said with a chuckle. Nolen then raised an eyebrow at Des's comment, "I am not. I have to be Mr Mean. Although I did have to help my sister in law with her two kids when I got back form the Anubis fight. Unfortunately they never found my brother's body. So I have had experience here. But we'll keep that as our little secret" Nolen said to Des as he took a sip from his cup. As soon as he put the water down it disappeared. Sereinty took it and took a big mouthfull then returned it with a huge grin on her face. "What am I going to do about you, hmmm."

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